“I was waiting at the Admin gate to go back to my yard when I saw what looked to be a bag of laundry on the concrete about 300 ft away. The more I looked at it the more it resembled a person laying there. A guard approached her body, and instead of immediately bending down to feel for a pulse, he kicked her with his boot to see if she moved. I was incredulous!

He finally got on his radio to alert staff, and then walked away.

Over my shoulder, I saw higher-level staff s-l-o-w-l-y sauntering over to her. If they were going any slower they’d be going backward. I didn’t get to see what happened to her as we were whisked away behind the fence. (Santa Cruz)”